Friday, 20 April 2012

Beauty of a Nation

Eyes closed a beautiful beach

strolling down the coast

waves rolling crashing on the sand

Cars travel at full speed

creating puffs of dust

little girls giggle

The sky is as blue as a sapphire

with few clouds resting on the horizon

sounds of seagulls gliding across the sky

schoolgirls on their way home

In all a sense of peace, a serenity

Feet sizzle as they hit the dry, gold sand

hands hot sweaty from the heat

A slight breeze on my face

brings with it a sense of freedom

memories of childhood gallop through like a stray stallion

Heartbreak to leave

being dragged away not kicking or screaming

neither going willingly

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